My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 774:

He exhaled sharply and turned to her.

“I misread the number. I went to the wrong room.” His voice was low, steady—almost bored.

Aliza glanced at the plaque on the door, her lips pressing together. She didn’t seem entirely convinced, but she quickly forced a smile.

“It’s okay.

The room layout here is pretty confusing. Let’s go.”

“Okay.” Kristopher nodded and turned toward the exit.

But Carrie wasn’t about to let it slide. A cold scoff escaped her lips.

“What do you take my room for, Mr. Norris? A public restroom?”

Carrie’s arms crossed over her chest, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

“You barged in uninvited, interrogated me like I’d done something wrong, and now you leave without so much as an apology?”

Before Kristopher could respond, Aliza stepped in hastily.

“Ms. Campbell, I apologize on behalf of Kristopher. Is that enough?”

“Carrie, what’s wrong?” Marina strode inside, her expression darkening the moment she saw Aliza standing too close to Carrie. Without hesitation, she positioned herself protectively in front of her friend. Her sharp eyes narrowed.

“Aliza, what are you trying to do to Carrie this time?”

Kristopher’s patience was already thin, but when his gaze flickered to the doorway, it vanished entirely. Kyson stood there.

Kristopher’s disdain for Carrie deepened.

She wasn’t here alone. She was soaking in a private hot spring with another man.noveldrama

His voice, when it finally came, was laced with cold mockery.

“And how, exactly, has Aliza been bullying Carrie?” He shifted his gaze back to Marina, his patience razor-thin.

“Miss Webster, if you’re going to throw around accusations, you’d better have proof. Otherwise, I’ll accuse you of defaming my fiancée.”

Marina, oblivious to Kristopher’s amnesia, curled her lips into a sneer.

“Mr. Norris, you seem to have a rather selective memory.”

Kristopher’s patience thinned. A flicker of irritation flashed in his gaze.

“If you have something to say, say it directly.

There is no need for sarcasm.”

He was certain Marina had nothing to back up her words.

Kyson had hesitated at the entrance of the room. He thought Carrie and the other women were lounging in the hot spring. Walking into a scene like this felt inappropriate, but Kristopher was inside as well, and from the way things were escalating, he could not afford to hesitate. Squaring his shoulders, he strode in.

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